تسجيل الدخول~DAMON~Wounds don’t heal. Mostly the ones you grow up with, not the ones that follow you through every stage of your life, clinging to you like something permanent. The kind that reminds you every single day that you were a mistake… that you were never meant to exist.I grew up with that. Every second of my life was a reminder of what I came from, of how people saw it, of how they would always see it. Of how my mother was nothing more than a whore in their eyes.And the worst part? She was always there. Close enough for me to see her, to know her… but never close enough to reach. I couldn’t go to her. Couldn’t call her mine. Couldn’t even hold her, because I was never supposed to exist in a way that mattered. I was something to be hidden, something to be kept quiet.On the outside, I was the perfect Alpha’s son, born of a complete and powerful union. That’s what everyone saw. That’s what they believed.But on the inside, I was the illegitimate bastard who had to learn how to survive
~LAIA~You have no idea how excited I got when I read Cael’s note saying he had Liam with him. Somehow, I knew this was going to turn out tricky… but I needed to feed my curiosity.However, listening to him talk about pulling me out of Damon’s pack—it was meant to be exciting, right? Because I’d get to leave and reunite with Liam. But at what cost?I’ve never seen anyone as psychotic as Cael. He fucking has Lysandra by his side, yet he still refuses to let go of me. Still wants me as his mistress… it’s irking. I had to say whatever I could to keep him away from me—to let him know that whatever he has planned, I’m never going to be a part of any of his fucking psycho games.I’m done being a pawn in both their hands. I’ll try to figure things out on my own. I’ll fucking try and do whatever it takes to get Liam back.I nod in disbelief as I walk away from him. It’s becoming tiring… fucking tiring. Can we have a normal day where he sees me without spewing his self-obsessed, psycho nonsens
~CAEL~How do you define confusion? Sometimes, I’m drifting, like I’m stuck in a haze. Then suddenly, I’m painfully aware of everything happening in my life.I miss Laia. Fuck… I really do. I want her, badly. My wolf, Azrael, howls every damn day over the loss of his mate.But every single time I try to reach out to her, something clouds my vision. Something pulls me back. And before I know it… I’m falling all over again for Lysandra.She carries the Beta gene, a perfect fit for the Luna position. She’s been my girlfriend from the very beginning… and now, she’s my fiancée.I should be satisfied. I should reject Laia fully. But I’m not.I want Laia by my side. The memory of our first kiss still haunts me in ways I can’t shake off. I want her, I want to know what it feels like to hold her, to have her soft body wrapped in my arms, to breathe in her scent and never let it go… to see my mark on her neck.Honestly, I don’t understand what kind of spell this is, this pull that keeps me tied
~LAIA~It’s been a week since the incident, and I’m already doing better… just slight pain and a lingering ache that shows up when I move too quickly.The bruises on my skin have dulled into faint yellow, barely noticeable unless you’re looking closely. My body feels lighter now, and less stiff, plus I can walk normally without thinking about every step, though there’s still a subtle pull in my muscles if I stretch too far or twist too fast.The news of the Alpha King, Alpha Maverick, has spread through the pack like wildfire, and his burial is set for today.Damon had asked if I would accompany him… and after much thought, I decided to go.Partly out of respect, and mostly to spite Seris.Rhea and Sage are working on my hair, and they’ve been getting along these past few days. It makes me curious about whatever is going on between them… but asking would mean inserting myself into something that isn’t my business. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, hair done, dressed in black, i
~LAIA~Of all the times to get into an accident, it has to be the exact wrong timing… I can’t tell what was going on around me until I hear Dr. Bastien’s assuring voice telling me I would be fine. Only then did it suddenly dawn on me that I had actually had an accident. By the goddess, High Priestess Selara needs me tomorrow for whatever reason… and the pain shooting through me tells me I won’t be making it.Dr. Bastien had questioned my wolf healing ability… and I’m scared to the core to tell him my wolf is weakened. Even though she still shifts, her ability has been weakened ever since I denied the mating bond between Cael and I. But then, that’s going to raise questions—especially when he finds out that I’m Cael’s supposed real fated mate. Hence, I had to lie.Having Zia by my side is one of the sweetest things ever. You know that moment when you feel as though you have someone by your side, and no matter what, they won’t judge you? That’s Zia. But I’m yet to trust her… hell no, I
~DAMON~"How are you feeling?" I ask, staring at her.Those silver orbs stare back at me. She winces as she forces out words that are barely audible."I'm okay… the doctor said it's not too serious."A light crease of a frown forms on her face, but it is quickly replaced by a charming smile. The pain in her eyes is too obvious to miss.She's in pain, Maddox prowls angrily in my head."Where does it hurt?" My gaze travels over her entire form.'If only we marked her… we would have healed her,' Maddox chips in again."You know we can't risk that…""My shoulder… my ribs too. But it's just light pain.""I'll kill whoever did that." Ignoring her attempt to cover it up, I curse under my breath.Panic flashes across her face too quickly."You don't mean that, do you? It was just an incident… I wasn't looking.""I know… but maybe after I break a bone or two, they'll learn to watch where they're going. And you're never stepping out again without pack guards supervising you."At that statement,







